Stavanger Bay Rogue Rouge

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Skellige knew that he could count on his brother to guard the borders of the pack. Szymon had been dutiful in his time there. It had seemed that - no matter who had come to them - the youngest Cairn had presented himself with a new found ferocity. It was why he occupied the one of the highest ranks within the pack. It was why the inky brute had thought to promote him. Still, the wraith had endured a change of his own. He was far more wicked and still sought an expansion to his empire. Arturo would be leaving them soon enough. Their ranks were dwindling. 

When a call had sounded along the borders, the leviathan rose from his cave and trudged to the black stone edges of the land. There was Szymon - as he had expected. Doe had not gone to greet this wolf, which had come as a shock to him. She had always been better at luring others into their ranks. She was far better with her words than either one of the Cairn brothers. 

When he had neared them, he had heard the tail end of their conversation. A scout , he thought with a savage smirk. They would transition well to a spy. Scouts were fine travelers, and were capable of doing many things. The wolf would transition well into a spy. "How willing are you, Scout?" he inquired from his position. His baritone struck the air with obvious authority. Dark mahogany eyes scanned her with an inquisitive glint. He needed to know what she would do - how far she was willing to go.